Jason Nkanga - Know You Better (feat. theMIND) Lyrics

Yeah
Talk to em
Ou yeah
Yeah
Maybe you ain't get my dm
Maybe you ain't showing your friends
Who I am
You about to drive me back to smoking
I was just hoping you would notice who I am
I'm feeling certain
That you're my person
So that's why I'm tryna ask you
Can I take you out?
Drive you out
And get to know you better
Let me talk 'em
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon now
And get to know you better
Let me talk 'em
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon now
C'mon now
I ain't got them nice shoes
What them niggas all rock
Ain't a superstar yet
But I'm sure gon pop
You see
Give me some time
To be on the top
Know your friends ain't impressed
By the shit that I got
So they dropping red flags like an NFL coach
Tryna tell you about my life
Like reality shows
Blocking every shine I got like a solar eclipse
For real
I still shine
Yeah the boy just lit
In the next couple years
They gon ask for them pictures
After I've made it and I'm kicking it with you
They all tripping bout the shit that they say
Don't listen to their words
They gon led you astray
I know it sounds cliche
Everything that I spit
How I'll put you on to things
Once on top of my shit
It's all true like a man 2 Chainz
I'm for real baby
You know ain't just playing
Maybe you ain't get my dm
Uh
Maybe you ain't showing your friends who I am
You about to drive me back to smoking
I was just hoping you would notice who I am
Uh huh
I'm feeling certain
Yeah
That you're my person
So that's why I'm tryna ask you
Can I take you out?
Take you
Drive you out
C'mon
And get to know you better
Know you better
Know you better
Know you better
Know you better
Huh
And get to know you better
No time
No time
No time
No time
And get to know you better
Know you better
Know you better
Know you better
Know you better
Huh
And get to know you better
No time
No time
No time
No time
Yo
Imma go high and low
Girl you gotta just trust me
Just believe that
You ain't gotta just worry b
Get my money up from the music I'm spitting
Settle all your bills
For you girl I'm willing
Know you got class baby
On some Harvard shit
Girl you got this young nigga tryna flow and shit
Writing songs about you
Tryna make you mine
I mean
I'm tryna wife you
Don't want concubines
You feel me?
I'm serious baby
Tryna build no Frank Gehry
Make that shit inch perfect
Baby is you ready
I'm on way
You gotta let me know
Before it's all too late
And the man moves on
And the man finds a shawty
Cause baby you know time don't wait for nobody
Tomorrow might be different
So I'm tryna take my shot
And hopefully I get it
Way before them other niggas
So tell me right now are you ready or not
Ou yeah
Are you ready or not
Are you ready or not
Are you ready or not
Are you ready or not